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Word Count: 4,201
Song Recommendation: Be The Song by Foy Vance
I open my phone to see I've gone a 3rd night without sleep. Groaning, I look at my alarm clock. 6:47AM. How I'm still functioning will cease to amaze me. I get up, grab my phone and walk over to my bathroom. I close the door and look in the mirror. The bags under my eyes have bags under them. How is that even possible? I turn on my faucet, wash my face, grab my towel and pat my face dry. Looking back in the mirror, the bags aren't as bad but are still noticeable. Chris won't be too excited to see that. He finally comes back to L.A. tonight after a few weeks back home. The last few nights, I haven't slept because my reoccurring nightmares came back.
They were really bad when I met Chris but he's helped me to cope with them and they've gotten better over the year we've been together. But, they haven't gone away completely. Before Chris and I dated, I was with an abuser. Mostly physical but there would be some emotional as well. Jace. I get a shiver up my spine just thinking of his name. He was a horrible person and ended up cheating on me, multiple times, and made me feel bad about it. He was also the reason that I stopped being friends with the triplets. Not that I wanted to, of course, but he would take my phone and threaten them until they eventually stopped messaging me. He would be the one to always open the door to our apartment and when the triplets came over, he'd get really pissy at them. My breaking point was when Jace accused me of cheating on him with Chris and slapped the sense into me. I left that night, blocked his number and never went back. My friends had all turned on me, my family had all turned on me and the triplets turned on me. Or so I thought. The night of my breaking point with Jace, Chris had seen my car, walked up to the window and knocked on it. Ever since then, I'd been living with them. Chris and I didn't start dating until about a year and a half after Jace. He knows everything I went through with Jace and has been incredibly patient and has been helping me with my nightmares. Since my nightmares were so bad for a long time, I developed insomnia because every time I closed my eyes to sleep, I'd have a nightmare and because of that I stopped sleeping all together. Chris has been trying to help me but he can't always be here which is understandable. 4 nights ago, the last time I slept, the nightmare was too bad and too real. Hence, why I fell back into my pattern of not sleeping.
My spacing out gets interrupted by my phone ringing. I look down to see Chris is calling me. Clicking answer, I hold the phone to my ear. "Hi." I say, softly. "Hey baby, are you excited to see me?" He says, chuckling. "Of course." I giggle. "We just made it to the airport. I can't wait to see you." He says. I smile and look back up in the mirror. "I can't wait to see you too." I reply. "I was just calling cause I missed your voice. How are things in L.A.?" He asks. Boring. "Things here are okay." I reply, pulling my phone away from my face, clicking speaker then setting my phone down. "Is everything okay? You don't sound like yourself." He says, worry growing in his voice. I sigh and look back down at my phone, "I'm okay. I just really miss you." He chuckles slightly, "I miss you too, but we'll be home before you know it." I smile and look back up in the mirror. We continue talking as I put on some concealer to hide the fact that I haven't slept and some other makeup. I start doing my hair until I hear an announcement through the phone, "Flight 564 is boarding now." "Alright baby that's us, I can't wait to see you. I love you." Chris says. "I love you too." I smile. The call ends and I finish putting my hair up. I stare at myself in the mirror for a few minutes then go back into Chris' room and pull out some leggings and a random hoodie. I get changed and head down to the kitchen.
